Turns out the text was from my mom. I was truthfully hoping it was Calum, well, tough luck. Does he not want to talk to me now? Crap! Did he see a picture of Ashton and I on Twitter? One of those girls we saw must've tweeted something, ugh! On the other hand, I'm just stunned my mother even knew how to text. Let alone work her phone. My mind is all over the place!
Mom: Be home soon Rachel! Be sure to tell Ashton it'd be nice to have him over for dinner sometime, he's lovely boy!
First off, wow, I actually have a curfew. When I lived in America, I could stay out as late as I wanted. Not that I did anything behind her back like drink or do drugs. Or you know anything illegal for all that matter. All of that stuff was on Sam.. Another reason I don't like her as my cousin, despite her sassiness. And second, my mom wants Ashton to come over for dinner?! He's not even my boyfriend and she's already making assumptions! I am not willing to take another chance for her to embarrass me. What if I turn out to be Calum's girlfriend? I could take the other route in this situation.. But what in the hell happened to Calum? Maybe I should text him later? Wait, maybe now?!
"Hey, you ready to go?" Ashton asked as he placed his warm hand on my back. I felt goosebumps appear on the exact spot he touched me.
I looked down at the ground in bleakness, "I guess so, my mom just texted me saying that I had a curfew."
Ash gulped hard, "Ah curfew, well let's get you home before you get in trouble, I need you to be there on Saturday! It won't be the same without you."
Aw shit, I still didn't ask my parents about that. I guess I could just lie and say that I'll sleeping over Briana's house. And Briana can just lie and say she'll be at mines. Surely, my mom won't call and check in with Briana's mother. That would just foil our plan. I don't think anything severely bad will happen though, since neither of us has ever been grounded. Well, erm, hopefully.
"I'll be there for sure, don't fret!" I answered positively with my hand resting on his shoulder.
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I jolted up high in my seat and turned to Ashton who had both hands on the wheel, "Oh my god, I love this song!"
I knew it was Bruno Mars' treasure when I heard, "Baby squirrel, you's a sexy motherf***er." This song was practically my go to song A.K.A. my jam. Whenever it came on, I'd usually drop everything and sing and dance to it.
"Well turn it up then!" Ashton rooted wildly.
I could feel my hands shake as I started to sing along while I bobbed my head side to side, "Give me, give me your attention baby!!"
I can't believe I was actually letting loose in front of him! I'm letting loose in a car with Ashton damn Irwin!
"You got a nice voice," Ashton complimented. His hands were tapping on the wheel to the beat of the song. He began to hum along too.
What did he just say?! I have a nice voice?
I chuckle in shame. "You're lying," I slap him on the thigh. I start singing out of key on purpose to show him I can't sing or carry a tune, "I know that you don't know it, but you're fine, so fine!"
Ash objected, "Aw, now you're just faking that, come on, I know you can sing!"
I started to sing along with the chorus, trying to be on pitch this time, "Treasure! That is what you are, honey you're my golden star!"
"You got it," Ashton started to lower the volume, "keep singing it, Rach!" What does he think he's doing?
"You know you can make my wish come true! If you let me treasure you! If you let me treasure you!" I shouted.
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Jealousy // 5SOS
Fanfictionjeal-ous-y /'jeləsē/ "a sentiment in which is born in love and which is produced by the fear that the loved person prefers someone else."